Caroline and I often talk about how spoiled we are living in New York. (Well, now that she’s officially a resident of the Jerz Burbs, Caroline talks about how spoiled she was living in New York, but still.) There’s so much great food, so many great place to find everything you need to make whatever you want—Tripe? Sichuan peppercorns? No problem!—that it never feels you’re missing out on anything food-wise while living here.
Well, this past weekend I found myself in Los Angeles on business, and I was quickly reminded that New York is severely lacking in one truly magical area—the taco.
More specifically, the taco truck. The mobile food-making unit that brings homemade carnitas straight from Mexico to you. That’s not to say you can’t find a great, authentic taco in NYC—Sunset Park, Queens, the Lower East Side—they’re here. But it’s just not in abundance. In LA you can sneeze and there’s a taco truck.
This happed to me as I was leaving a thrift store in Lincoln Park this past Saturday. I was walking to my car in kind of a desolate area of warehouses and saw this. It was like an oasis.
I looked at my watch. 11:30 a.m. Too early for a taco? Never!
First up. A chicken taco, the works. Sorry, folks, I scarfed that one down so fast, I forgot to take a picture. Next up, the carnitas taco that you see above. Both were perfect, spicy with extra hot sauce. Just greasy enough. Best part? I paid $2.25 total for both tacos.
Chelo is the lovely lady on the right runs the truck; her granddaughter Maria helps out as assistant and English translator. You couldn’t find nicer people in the world. Next time you decided to do a little thrift store shopping at Shareen in LA, I urge you to check out the truck You won’t be disappointed.
Where’s your favorite place to grab a taco? Tell us!—Leslie
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